Jayden (Jay)I sat in the house counting money while Jaliyah was in the kitchen cooking.
Things have been a little rough between us lately. Ever since she bailed me out a few weeks ago, she's seemed to have had an attitude with me. She doesn't approve of my lifestyle, but she knew what it was when she started fucking with a nigga. Hell, I'm hustlin enough to pay the rent, car notes, bills, and spoil her.
I was getting ready to head to the trap and check in with them niggas when Jaliyah walked in the bedroom handing me a plate.
"Here you go baby," She said as she handed me my plate. She made shrimp and chicken alfredo, garlic bread, and a caesar salad on the side.
"Damn Ma, this shit looks good" I said looking down at the plate smiling.
Jaliyah giggled and asked "What do you want to drink?"
"How about some iced tea?" I said.
Jaliyah headed back to the kitchen. I started eating when she came back in and handed me my tea and sat down eating her plate next to me on the bed.
"This shit fire" I said looking over at her.
"Of course it is, everything I make is fire" She said laughing.
"Don't get ahead of yourself now. That chicken you fried on Sunday was bland as fuck" I said laughing.
She sat her plate down and looked at me sideways. "For one negro, I was drunk. And two, yo ass still ate it though!"
"Yeah with a bunch of barbeque sauce" I mumbled.
Next thing I know, Jaliyah set her plate on the night stand and popped me in the back of my neck. I set my plate down and looked at her.
"What the fuck was that for?" I said looking at her.
"For talkin shit" She said rolling her eyes.
"I grabbed Jaliyah by her waist and pulled her on top of me. "I'm sorry baby" I said looking into her eyes.
"Mhmm" she said turning her head pretending to pout.
I grabbed her chin and pulled her in for a kiss. One thing lead to another. Before I knew it, I was undressing her.
With my hands roaming her naked body, I passionately kissed her all the way from her neck down to her thighs, leaving hickies all over. I stopped and parted her thighs and stuck my tongue in. She gasped as I swirled my tongue around her clit. She grabbed my head with her left hand as she gripped the sheets with her right.
"Fuck Jay" She moaned.
I kept eating her. I began fingering her as I sucked on her clit, gazing her into her eyes. Her legs started trembling.
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Hustle & Motivate
Teen FictionSix young adults who are driven to hustle and motivate, all for various reasons. Some will take wise paths and others will not. What happens as they run into trouble? After all, they're trying to do is hustle and motivate... (NOT A NIPSEY HUSSLE FAN...